Warhol.ss - Switches and Things lyrics

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Warhol.ss - Switches and Things lyrics

[Intro] Yeah (Ben, that's amazing) Put a switch on the Glock, when it shoot one time like five rounds Pew, pew, pew Uh, aye Let's go [Chorus] Put a switch on the Glock, when it shoot one time like five rounds comin' ni**a we big boss bomin' I brought a 15 pack in the spot, they bad and now more comin' ni**a that's pimp sh*t for you Ain't no attempts where I'm from ni**a shoot with his eyes closed Young ni**a tryna' send em' home quick What you think these hollow tips for? I can't show em' how you post pimp hoes Damn near might pop a lymph node FN ain't no damn pistol Why they trace my sh*t? Stencil Big drip I'ma leavе a puddle Every sip I took I loved Evеry b*tch I fu*ked I nutted Better know how to act, we in public See most of my flexes subtle, Saint Laurent hoodie ain't got a logo Yo' b*tch be jumpin' dick for dick, damn near gave her a pogo [Verse] Stitches labeled Greg Lauren, ni**a this ain't no Polo I paid a band for this lil' hoodie, but you ni**as wanna' know though We get a bag and saran wrap it and I'm gon' fly it solo I don't need no hotel, there and back, it's quick though For good dope, still blow out the window Take a ni**a life, I am not the pope In the [?] creep low NYC, drip from Paris, young ni**a shop from the window You ain't finna spend no money, ni**as ain't gettin' no money ni**a think he finna pop the seal on the pint, but it's a dummy Take a b*tch to the crib, pop a Perc 10, get in her tummy I'm with trappers, scammers, robbers and I got killers beside me Woke up off a blue Xan, irritated, I'm feelin' groggy [Chorus] Put a switch on the Glock, when it shoot one time like five rounds comin' ni**a we big boss bomin' I brought a 15 pack in the spot, they bad and now more comin' ni**a that's pimp sh*t for you Ain't no attempts where I'm from ni**a shoot with his eyes closed Young ni**a tryna' send em' home quick What you think these hollow tips for? I can't show em' how you post pimp hoes Damn near might pop a lymph node FN ain't no damn pistol Why they trace my sh*t? Stencil Big drip I'ma leave a puddle Every sip I took I loved Every b*tch I fu*ked I nutted Better know how to act, we in public See most of my flexes subtle, Saint Laurent hoodie ain't got a logo Yo' b*tch be jumpin' dick for dick, damn near gave her a pogo

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